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The opening ceremony for the freshmen of Baroque Academy was held in the small auditorium. Although it was a small auditorium, it was not a problem for it to accommodate several thousand students. As for the opening ceremony for the older students, it was held in the comprehensive large auditorium of the academy.

In room 302, other than Ron, the freshman, who was in the auditorium, everyone else had gone to the auditorium to attend the opening ceremony.

In the aisle of the auditorium, Ron breathed in the faint scent of books, and on either side of the aisle stood a lifelike statue as tall as a man.

"Meso Ilse Dagafa, 21849 Noah, 22107."

As Ron read the small print beneath the statue, he strolled into the auditorium.

Ron focused on the auditorium, which was already filled with people. Since the opening ceremony had not yet started, there were quite a few people standing around. The entire auditorium was bustling with noise and excitement.

Seeing this scene, Hou Meilin sighed and said, "It's so lively here, it's so nice to be young. Looking at them, I also feel that I'm several dozens of years younger …"

"Hehe, if grandpa is here, I'm afraid you'll have to directly sit on top!" Ron was referring to the rostrum.

Huomelin curled his lips, "The podium? That's for the weak in the master level. I haven't seen any true Saint realm experts … "

The division was a power that Ron was looking up to, but it was called the "Weak One" by Komelin. Ron could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

Suddenly, his body was touched, followed by a delicate cry, "Aiyo!"

It was a very young girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, who bumped into Ron and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't see …"

"It doesn't matter!" Ron was also a very open-minded person, but why did the voice sound so familiar to him?

The girl raised her head, her bright eyes shining with a clear light.

Rowan was shocked when he saw this. "It's you?"

The girl in front of him was none other than the one Ron had crossed swords with before, the youngest genius mage of the Salter family, Goethe.

She recognized Ron, too, and there was surprise in her eyes.

Ron retreated a step, his eyes full of wariness. He had killed young master Joding of the Salter family, the cousin of Goethe. The enmity between them could be said to be irreconcilable.

Ron looked wary, but Goethe looked a little at ease, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Ron, I didn't expect to see you here …" "I didn't see you here," said Ron.

Ron froze for a moment, not knowing what she was up to, the wariness in his eyes growing stronger.

She then continued, "I don't know anyone here. This is great, I finally have someone I know …"

At this moment, the voice of the academy's staff member came over, indicating that the students should take a seat. The opening ceremony was about to begin.

"The opening ceremony is about to begin. Let's talk later..."

As he spoke, he ignored Ron and directly walked past him. After walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "Ron, your undead magic is very strong … …"

With that, he turned around and left.

"What's going on?" Aren't I enemies with her? "Why does it seem like she doesn't have much enmity towards me?" Ron was confused.

As he looked at her petite figure, he flung her ponytail. "This little girl is really strange …" Ron grew more alert, wondering what greater plot the other party was plotting.

The moment Ron sat down, the opening ceremony began. A few famous instructors from various departments began to speak, requesting everyone to study hard and attend classes to listen to the lecture seriously.

The last one to step up was Deputy Headmaster Dabus whom Ron had met before. He began by explaining the current situation of this world. The strong were as numerous as the clouds, and he hoped that everyone could maintain a modest attitude and not be arrogant and complacent.

Ron noticed that the Goethe was sitting at the front of the specially recruited student table. What was different from the average freshman was that there was a large table, covered with red cloth and covered with all sorts of desserts. Even the chairs they were sitting on were of leather, not at all on the same level as the ordinary student's hard wood.

Reaching the level of a beginner vocation at such a young age was due to the special recruitment of students. Reaching the level of an intermediate mage at the age of thirteen like Goethe was surprisingly one of the special recruitment groups.

In that instant, Ron felt the gap between ordinary freshmen and special enrollment students, and he even had the urge to sit down at the special enrollment table, and the students around him looked at the special enrollment seats with a mixture of envy and envy.

This was a small technique used by the academy to stimulate the students' motivation. Through the comparison of status, it had a huge impact on the students' mental states.

Why can they sit there? Why did they enjoy this privilege? Why? Why? Although these freshmen didn't show anything on their faces, their hearts were in turmoil.

Hou Meilin was also aware of Ron's change. He smiled and said, "Ron, there are some things you don't have to be envious of, and what should come will naturally come. As for the path of the strong, what you have gained is far greater than what you have paid …"

Ron nodded heavily.

At this time, on stage, the speech given by d'Abbs also came to an end, "My fellow students … Barovax Academy is only the starting point for your path to becoming strong. The level of this starting point does not determine your future achievements … I hope all of you will walk further and further on the path of power in the future … "

As he finished his speech, the crowd burst into applause.

When the opening ceremony was over and the students had dispersed in twos and threes, Ron sat still until the students had all left, then stood up and drove away.

In the corridor, the silhouette of a girl suddenly appeared. She was wearing a white mage's robe with a red border, her long hair was tied up in a ponytail, and her body was leaning against the wall. It seemed that she had been waiting for a long time.

"Goethe?" Ron's pupils constricted as he pressed his hand against his spatial pouch, his face revealing an expression of vigilance.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Ron, you came out …"

"What are you waiting for me for?" "If you want to avenge Joding."

"No such thing!" She changed the subject. "Ron, let's not talk about this anymore, shall we?"

Ron was silent, nodding his head in agreement. He also wanted to know what Goethe was up to.

The two of them walked along the tree-lined path of Barovax Academy. The spring breeze that blew in front of them made them feel very comfortable. Goethe brushed her hair before smiling and said, "Ron, I think you must be very curious. You and I were clearly hostile, but I took the initiative to look for you …"

"Why should I avenge Joding?"

Ron looked at her, puzzled.

"Ron, you may not understand, in a big family like Salter, kinship is the cheapest thing. As one of the heirs of the family, Jodin died, the Jia Lie clan leader was naturally furious, but in the family, you don't know how many people secretly rejoiced."

Ron really didn't understand. He hadn't grown up in those clans, and to those clans, the competition for the successor's position was no less intense than the struggle for the throne in the imperial palace. It was the same kind of conspiracy, the same cruelty.

"I'm not the successor …" "Although my family's reputation is very high, I understand that this is just a conspiracy. Even though clan leader Jia Lie Li appreciates me a lot, but that doesn't mean he will support me in becoming the clan leader!"

Ron was silent. He didn't know why she was telling him this.

"Am I sad that Joding is dead? I don't think so. To be honest, if I didn't owe his mother a favor, I wouldn't have gone to Naca Manor. Even though I should have called him cousin, I didn't have much feelings for him. It doesn't even have anything to do with me, so why should I avenge him? " She looked quietly at Ron.

He took a deep breath. "Why are you telling me this?"

"I can feel that your strength has increased again, Ron. To be honest, with your strength, you're the most qualified to sit in the special enrollment area!"

"I went to Asenaris in secret."

Ron's heart lurched.

"The thousand-year pass of Asinaris was destroyed in a single strike. Ron, I really don't know how you did it. Such strength makes my heart tremble …" Goethe's tone was filled with envy.

However, Ron knew that the strike had been made using Death God Power, not his own.

"So at that moment, I decided not to make you my enemy anymore. I don't have the ability to interfere with my family's matters. As far as I'm concerned, treating you as an enemy is not a good choice …" "Ron, I'm really sorry about the accident in which Joding killed your grandfather, but it's over. I personally would like to be friends with you, not enemies!"

She held out her hand.

Rönn sighed. It was not his wish that the matter had been brought to such a state. Looking at the small hand as white as jade in the sunlight, he hesitated to hold it. Gradually, a hint of disappointment flashed through Goethe's eyes.

"Goethe, so you're here. I've been looking for you for a long time …" At this moment, a voice sounded, interrupting the two.

A tall, thin, white-clad young man in aristocratic garb hurried over and joined her, his eyes full of hostility toward Ron. "Who is he?"

Before Ron could reply, Goethe had already said, "Senior Tosney, this is Ron. He's also from Holy Empire. He's a friend we met in the past …"

"Ron, this is my roommate, senior Tosni..."

"So that's how it is!" The young man called Tosney nodded and looked at Ron. When he saw the civilian attire on Ron's body, a hint of despise flashed in his eyes, "Goethe, let's go back. The dormitory has a short meeting to discuss some matters regarding the Academy's ranking tournament!"

"Oh!" Goethe nodded, then waved to Ron.

"What do you think, Grandpa Homerin?" Ron asked as he watched the two of them disappear into the distance.

"This girl is a little scheming, but there are many of these people in the large family. In my opinion, she shouldn't have any ill intentions towards you …"

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